Fear. To me it is such a small word with so much meaning. When spoken, fear is unmistakable. So what do I fear? The better question would be what don’t I fear? To everyone who knows me I am nothing but a big sissy, because I fear everything. My fears range from heights to insects to people. But what makes my skin crawl? The biggest thing I fear, really, is life. While most people fear death, I choose to embrace it, and make it seem like it’s the best thing. While life terrorizes me, that is what makes my skin crawl, what makes me want to not get out of bed. At times, when I sleep, I dream that I will never die and that I will continue to live, forever. So I jump out of bed, sweating and screaming, hoping that it’s just a nightmare.